Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 178 The Savior Has Come
In front of a dilapidated village.

The ground that had just rained was still a little muddy, and the smell of dirt mixed with the stench on the road gave off an unbearable strange smell. The ground was even less clean. Contaminated with a large piece of muddy water or filthy things.

"Be quick! The rain has finally stopped. If we don't leave, no matter if it's the Allied Forces of the Four Nations or the people from the imperial court, it won't make it easier for us!"

A middle-aged man with a beard was striding along the muddy road, shouting loudly from time to time.

As his voice spread, the already busy crowd moved more quickly, and occasionally the crying of children could be heard.

"Aunt Liu, you don't need to bring so many things! Put the table down, it's an escape! How can there be an escape with a table? Don't you want to live?!"

The middle-aged man walked up to a family that was packing up bags and even a table, and said helplessly.

"This table is made of high-quality mahogany. It was my dowry back then, and it was worth a lot of money." Aunt Liu gritted her teeth, full of reluctance.

"Yes, yes. But no matter how valuable it is, there is no life and gold, right? If you can't take this thing away, it's different from before. We lost, and this time we have to escape, it's escape! Whoever runs slowly will turn to whomever is in trouble. ! This thing is not even made of gold!"

The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"Okay, why did you lose?"

Aunt Liu cried, "It's not been a few years since my birthday, and I have to leave again! This time, the crops in the field will not be able to be planted, and it will take another year to go to the new place, and there will be no food at that time." have to eat."

"Let's take one step at a time."

The middle-aged man's eyes sank, without saying much, he walked towards the next place.

Only Aunt Liu was left behind and continued unwillingly: "We have paid all the taxes. Why can't we survive this day!"

This is a village occupied by the White Lotus Sect.

To be precise, it should be some of the farmers who took refuge in the White Lotus Sect.

The word "rebellion" is not enough to just say it, it is to occupy the territory, expand the influence, recruit people and horses, and face the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court.

In order to maintain the fighting power of the White Lotus Cultists, of course taxes are also collected, and the taxes are not lower than those of the imperial court - even more!
But the advantage is that there are no other exorbitant taxes, and you can pay as much as you say.

In addition, most of the people who took refuge here actually relied on fellow villagers to lure them in, so although life is difficult, at least they can live on.

The premise is not to lose the battle.

However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. When the White Lotus Sect Master hadn't left, the White Lotus Sect could still meet with the people of the court, and they could still survive even if they were slightly disadvantaged.

It's a pity that after the leader of the White Lotus Sect disappeared with a group of backbone members, the situation of the White Lotus Sect plummeted, and it almost collapsed.

Up to now, it has actually begun to go their separate ways.

"Hurry up! Bring more food and less heavy things! If you fall behind on the road, no one will rescue you! What about you, why are you carrying two pots?"

The middle-aged man came to another house, looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of him, and cursed.

"Uncle Zhong, do you always need a pot?"

The young man was carrying a pot, hugging a pot, and a lot of ashes stuck to his clothes, "This is a good iron pot! Our family brought it, so that many people don't carry it, and the food has to be cooked before eating. Right? How can I keep chewing raw?"

Zhong Yan was silent for a moment, "With these two guys, how far can you go?"

"How far can you go!"

The boy clapped the big iron pot in his hand, "This thing is a good thing, even if it is slashed with a knife, it can block it for a while, not much worse than those armors."

"As long as you like."

Zhong Yan also stopped persuading.

Just as he was about to go to the next place to urge him, he suddenly heard the boy ask: "Uncle Zhong, why did the White Lotus Sect lose?"

Zhong Yan looked back.

The young man looked a little frustrated and puzzled, "Don't they all say that the big moon is over?"

This question is not easy to answer.

Zhong Yan thought for a while and said: "We are just defeated, not dead. It is better to live than anything else, try to live, maybe Da Yue will die tomorrow?"

Not much time for small talk.

As the saying goes, blessings come without pairs, and misfortunes never come singly.

He had already received the news that in Yangzhou, the battle between Huang Tianjun, the Mohists and the Allied Forces of the Four Nations was also extremely unfavorable, and the people had already been arranged to cross the Yuan River to Yuzhou.

Counting the time when he received the news, I am afraid that the entire Yangzhou has completely fallen!

When the house leaks, it rains overnight, and when the boat leaks, it encounters the headwind.

At this time, the White Lotus Sect was defeated again, casting a heavy shadow on the already chaotic situation.

There are fleeing peasants everywhere. Looking around, the Allied Forces of the Four Nations, the Great Moon Temple, and even the Huang Tian Army are all enemies.

No one knows where the way out is.

After running around the whole village, Zhong Yan stood at the entrance of the village, watching neighbors walking out of their new homes that hadn't lived in them for a few years, wishing to look back at every step.

Walking at the end was a gray-haired old man, he didn't bring anything, he just leaned on a jujube cane, his dim and old eyes silently watched a group of grown-up people go away step by step, leaving their homes , the dark and thin face is as silent and quiet as dry bark.

Zhong Yan ran over quickly and said loudly: "Sanbo, where are your things?!"

The old man's eyes turned to him, and he paused for a while before realizing, "Boy Zhong."

"Uncle San, pack up quickly! We won't be able to catch up later." Zhong Yan said anxiously.

"No, no, no, no."

The old man shook his head, "At my age, I've lived enough, I've lived enough, I can't toss about anymore. The road is not easy to walk, so be careful on the road, I'll just stay here and I won't go anywhere."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhong Yan frowned, "I'm not dead yet, I'll take you with me!"

At the beginning, Sanbo's children joined the White Lotus Sect with him and fought against the court's troops. He was lucky and saved his life.

But several of Sanbo's children died on the battlefield.

In a war, where would people not die?This is impossible.

The remaining women and children may still be appreciated by others, but the remaining old and weak can only be resigned to their fate. In this season, sympathy cannot be eaten, and occasional relief is okay. If you really want to bring it, it will only add to it. Countless troubles.

"Go? Where are you going?"

Uncle San shook his head slowly, stretched out his finger that was cut off for some reason, and pointed to his head, "I am old, my ears are almost deaf, my eyes are almost blind, but my brain is not bad yet. Back then, we were also people who had studied for a few years. People, sometimes you have to accept your fate."

He looked at the neighbors who were dragging their families forward and wanted to go to the next safe place, "When will this day be the end? How do you say that word is lingering, yes, lingering."

The jujube wood crutch hit the ground a few times heavily, splashing mud and filth, and the old man repeated: "The lost dog is dying!"

"The tree moves to die, and the person moves to live. It's better to live than to die. Uncle, don't be stubborn, clean up quickly, and I will take you with me."

Zhong Yan looked at the sky, and said anxiously: "The rain has just stopped not long ago, and there is a lot of rain at this time, so why don't you take advantage of the clearing up and go on your way now, and wait for the rain to start, and it won't stop for a day. Go, it will be troublesome!"

"Winter is coming soon, how many more days can I live if I leave at this time?"

The old man still shook his head, "Let's go. I'm old and I can't walk anymore. Whoever wants my old life, let him take it."

"Don't say that, Mo Qiu, does Mozi know? A born sage, he brought Mo Zhe to Yuzhou. Everyone says he is a born sage, we can't see the way out, maybe someone else has a way out?
Emperor Zongming was killed by him back then, if you don't believe me, how can you not believe in a saint?Let's go Sanbo, time is really wasted! "

Zhong Yan was still consoling, and even moved Mo Qiu out directly.

Yuzhou and Yangzhou are next to each other, and Mo Qiu's reputation spread naturally. Coupled with Wang Mang's spare no effort to praise him when he was in the White Lotus Sect, many people have a general understanding of what Mo Qiu did. It's not too clear, but I also understand that he is an out-and-out good person.

"Don't lie to me. I've eaten more salt than those young brats have eaten. What haven't I seen? A born saint? Can a saint create a million-strong army? It's just a lie Just myself!"

The old man's hair was all gray, but his voice was still very powerful, "Those people, they just wanted to suddenly jump out to save themselves, so that they could feel better. I've lived to this age, and I've figured it out, and I want to rely on If you follow others, the road will not go far.”

"Third Uncle."

Zhong Yan frowned tightly.

"You go too. You are still young and have a future. I, an old guy, only have a handful of rotten bones left. What else can I hide?"

Sanbo stopped wrestling with him, and beat the jujube stick in his hand on the muddy ground, and his stooped and old figure walked towards the village.

He was clearly going home, but he ran away from the people in the village and drifted away.

The corners of Zhong Yan's eyes were moist, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all. After a moment of silence, he still left the village and walked forward.

Before leaving the village too far, there was a sudden commotion in front of the crowd.

Zhong Yan's gaze sank, he had just left the village, he shouldn't have bumped into any people, he pressed his palm on the sword in his arms, he walked forward and asked: "What's going on? "

But I saw a person riding a tall horse, shouting loudly: "Don't run away! Don't run away! Hall Master Wang has ordered you to go back to your home, the savior is here!"

Hearing his voice, Zhong Yan froze in place. After a while, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he rushed over like those villagers who went crazy, "I am from Hongyangtang! What's going on? ? When did Hall Master Wang issue the order? Didn’t the last order tell us to evacuate? Who is the savior?!”

He kept asking questions one after another, with thousands of doubts hidden in his heart.

"Hallmaster Wang has returned and settled down in Akino Village! I don't know who the savior is. People from Hongyang Hall can go there quickly. Hallmaster Wang has new orders! Don't all surround me, spread out quickly. I have to continue to inform the next village!"

The man on the horse kept yelling loudly, his voice was already a little hoarse.

"Drink your saliva first, and then say a few words."

Zhong Yan handed over a water bag, "When did the order from Hall Master Wang come out?"

"Three days ago, anyway, this time Hall Master Wang said that there is a way to solve the problem of the imperial court and the Allied Forces of the Four Nations. I don't know the specifics. I was sent here to inform everyone that they don't have to run around anymore. Stay safe!"

The man said: "If you want to know more, you can go to Akino Village and ask. Hall Master Wang and the others are staying there, and the saint is also there! I have to continue to inform!"

After speaking, he immediately took advantage of the gap between the crowd and rode his horse and whipped to the next place.

Zhong Yan thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Everyone in the village go back first, I will go to Qiuye Village to see how the situation is!"

Now that autumn is coming to an end, and winter is coming again, who would want to escape at this time without leaving their hometown?
Similar scenes are happening all over the place.

The people who originally belonged to Hongyangtang also began to gather towards Akino Village, wanting to know what kind of savior would be able to make such an order from Hallmaster Wang and change the previous decision.

Not far from Akino Village, beside the Yuan River.

Gu Dan stood in front of the river, quietly looking at the people who gathered in the distance towards Akino Village from time to time.

Beside him is Xun Ke.

"If things go on like this, it won't be long before Master Mo will receive news from us, right? After so long, we can finally see Master Mo again!"

Xun Ke's voice was a little excited.

At the beginning, Mo Qiu brought him from Yuzhou to the imperial capital, and then he stayed in the small courtyard of the Gu family.

Although he is Mo Qiu's disciple in name, he has been practicing with Gu Dan all along.

Since Mo Qiu killed the emperor and left the imperial capital, it has been more than six years since they have not seen each other.

There are many ideas in his heart that he wants to discuss with Master Mo and communicate with him.

"Will do."

Gu Dan nodded.

First appease the people in Yuzhou, and then clean up the moths inside. The news will spread enough, and Mo Qiu will definitely receive the news by then.

Brothers are united, and their profits break gold.

He is responsible for ending the troubled times, construction, let people of this era go.

Xiandao does not allow variables to exist. After all, there are not too many things he can do, otherwise good things will also turn into bad things.

"Huh? What are those people doing?"

While speaking, Xun Ke's gaze froze slightly.

I saw two groups of men and horses carrying long knives and rushing towards Akino Village with a murderous look.

In the distance, you can still hear the sound of a full-bodied roar.

"Wang Mang! You want to rebel against the White Lotus Sect?!"

(End of this chapter)